Lode De Ceuster - yankee, go home lyrics

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<b>yankee, go home</b> by <i>Lode De Ceuster</i><br />They travel south and they travel west

Shooting and killing, and all for the best

Blood on their hands and mud on their knees

Fighting for freedom, fighting for peace

Vietkong or G.I., maybe it's the same

They are playing so many years their deathly game

No one can tell what's right or wrong

But this dirty war is still going strong

Yankee, go home, Yankee, go home

Yankee, go home, Yankee, go home

In Washington said the man on the top

Stay in Vietnam until your last drop

Just for the welfare all over the earth

The greatest lie you ever heard

Now this verse you all have read

In the newspapers a few months ago

It's about something that has happened

Near the White House, in the U.S. of America

And it goes like this ...

President's dog was killed by a truck

And his lady cried

As if she were hit by a rock

But what of the children

Who are killed in your war

President's clan has no tears any more

Yankee, go home, Yankee, go home

Yankee, go home, Yankee, go home

I lost a good friend in the far east

One sunny morning shot down like a beast

He was a poet, he used to sing

Of sunshine and flowers and every good thing

Now bloody killer, where ever you may be

Lay down your rifle and listen to me

Go back to your mother, go back to your wife

Go back to America and stay alive

Yankee, go home, Yankee, go home

Yankee, go home, Yankee, go home

Yankee, go home, Yankee, go home

Yankee, go home, Yankee, go home

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